Veronica
I was sitting a the edge of the bar
thinking of my new car.
I saw her
she asked me to dance
I loved her at first glance.
She told me her was Veronica.
Veronica
every day is Christmas
and every day Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
Every day is Christmas
and every day is Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
She let me sleep at night
and always treated me right.
She loved my pride
and worshipped my ride.
Veronica
every day is Christmas
and every day is Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
Every day is Christmas
and every day is Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
Saturday night
singing with the band
Veronica holding my left hand.
People say to her how can you stand that man.
One day it was snowing
and I heard something blowing
my Veronica played the harmonica.
Veronica
played the harmonica.
Veronica
played the harmonica.
Oh Veronica.
every day is Christmas
and everyday is Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
Every day is Christmas
and everyday is Hanukkah
with my Veronica.
Keep playing that Harmonica.
Veronica!
Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016
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